Chapter 167: As Long as the Rong Family Stands, Anyone Can Be Emperor
Chapter 167: Chapter 167: As Long as the Rong Family Stands, Anyone Can Be Emperor
Feng Qing saw Rong Ling about to take off the Dragon Marrow Jade, stepped forward, and held his hand to stop him.
"Even if the Prince is angry, please don’t take it out on your health. Regardless of their schemes, the Dragon Marrow Jade is truly beneficial to your health."
Although Feng Qing sometimes found Rong Ling quite annoying, she couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy for him, considering the kind of people he had to deal with.
However, this wasn’t her concern. Her mission was to take care of Rong Ling, ensuring he stays alive, and then find an opportunity to slip away quickly.
In the Capital, the open and covert battles were about to intensify, and she definitely didn’t need to get involved in such muddied waters.
While Feng Qing was thinking this, she kept her expression neutral to avoid angering Rong Ling.
Rong Ling on the bed listened to Feng Qing, calmed down. Indeed, the Dragon Marrow Jade was beneficial for his health, so why would he fight against his own body?
Without good health, how could he compete with those plotting against him? Besides, the Dragon Marrow Jade truly was good stuff. Wearing it, he felt warmth all over and a bit more energetic.
Lately, due to a lack of energy, Rong Ling had been lying in bed. Now that he felt a bit better, he wanted to get out of bed for a walk.
"Accompany me to walk in the courtyard."
Feng Qing took a few glances at him and, seeing his energy was adequate, agreed, as more activity would be beneficial for his health.
"Alright."
She got up, walked to the bedside, and helped Rong Ling off the bed, then fetched an outer robe for him.
The two dispelled the previous tension, enjoying a rare moment of warmth and harmony.
Rong Ling gazed down at the woman dressing him. Her demeanor was gentle and soft, unexpectedly stirring some tenderness in his heart. When she wasn’t being fierce, she was indeed quite agreeable.
As Rong Ling watched, he noticed the spider on Feng Qing’s face and slowly said, "Don’t worry about the spider on your face. Even if Divine Doctor Zhang cannot cure the human-faced spider poison, I will call upon the best doctors worldwide to cleanse you of it."
Feng Qing had just finished putting on the outer robe for Rong Ling when she suddenly heard him say this and couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows.
Why suddenly mention the spider on her face? She could cure it herself if she wanted; she just chose not to.
While contemplating this, Feng Qing replied warmly, "Thank you, Prince. Let’s go for a walk."
Now, with their rare peaceful coexistence, Feng Qing didn’t want to say anything to anger Rong Ling. After all, when he was angry, she suffered too, right?
The two walked out of the room together, with Rong Ling not leaving Yijing Courtyard, just wandering within it.
Having been bedridden for so many days, coming out felt strangely unfamiliar.
Rong Ling stood silently in the courtyard, looking up at the sky. Actually, from start to finish, he’d misunderstood one key thing: his only real family was his Imperial Brother. Empress Dowager Su and the Little Emperor were never his family. He had promised his Imperial Brother to safeguard the Rong Family’s empire; as long as the Rong Family’s empire stood, it mattered not who became Emperor.
So from now on, he would no longer consider kinship and would no longer retreat an inch.
Unconsciously, an intense chill emanated from Rong Ling, as his eyes filled with a murderous intent, and a smile of utmost indifference appeared on his lips.
Beside him, Feng Qing watched him, knowing at this moment a great change had occurred in this man’s heart, making it unlikely for Empress Dowager Su and the Little Emperor to exploit him anymore.
This could be considered a lesson learned from experience.
"You haven’t fully recovered yet. Let’s head back."